Mattheo Riddle X Reader Novels & Stories

Lea was still silent, and Matthew was continuously questioning her, shaking her vigorously. Lea felt severe pain in her head while she could hear a voice constantly saying, " Kill him; he's your enemy." Lea couldn't bear it anymore, and she screamed, " Stop it...stop it!" She then took out a silver knife and pierced it directly into Matthew's heart. She didn't stop at one time. She took out the knife and struck it again, and again and again. Matthew screamed in pain and stared at Lea, bewildered. The shock was so deep that an experienced, skilled fighter like him did not think of defending himself. The pain of betrayal was more profound than the combined pain of silver and wolfsbane.

**************** AUTHOR’S NOTE Hey my amazing readers Wow… Chapter 60 is here, and I just have to say thank you so much for following Matteo’s twisted journey with me. This chapter was an intense one, wasn’t it? We really got to step into Matteo’s mind and see just how far he’s willing to go to bring Damian down. The shattered wine glass, the blood, his obsession with Isabella, and now Ricardo’s sudden arrival it’s all building up to something explosive.

Mateo's pov They all offered me appealing gazes but I knew that was a mask underneath their menacing looks. It was safe to say that no one in the mafia could trust each other but with the way things were moving, my height of paranoia would stretch to its limit and my patience was wearing thin. “Matteo has delivered the painting… but uh, is it safe here now that girl is around?” Angelou linked his fingers together. The man has more rings in his fingers and a scar on his left eye, evidence of five failed marriages. His eyes darted left and right as he spoke as though waiting for someone or backing him up.

Mateo’s grin shriveled and died on his face. “What,” Mateo asked, defensively. “This is Riley? You didn’t tell me your beta is a girl.” Mateo eyed her appreciatively. “Woman,” Kadeem corrected automatically, but he was hardly paying attention anymore. The amount of anxiety coming off his beta was overwhelming him. Riley narrowed her eyes at Mateo. “Who the fuck are you,” she asked, scowling. Mateo opened his mouth. “Don’t answer that,” Riley said, cutting him off. “That was rhetorical, asshat.”

Cursing nonstop. “The woman in red?” Kiel teased, noticing the mestiza woman. “You look rejected by chicks,” Matt teased Rael even more. “Shut up, Matthew. If not for me, you wouldn’t get laid. How many years would you still be dry?” Rael hissed at his cousin. “I paid you more than enough, tado,” Matthew retorted. If only his cousin knew he was still celibate. He had abstained for years because of the woman he had met in Viareggio. Suddenly, he fell silent as Zenna crossed his mind.

Not even in his dreams! EXTRA: In the restaurant Mathew: *blankly staring into empty space* Mathew: *about to cry* Author: *patting his back* There, there body. Don't be sad. Mathew: You're the reason I'm like this! Author: One must do what one has to do (●ˇ∀ˇ●) Mathew: You killed my wife!!! Author: Yeah, but I gotta hit readers right where it hurts, so... Mathew:ヽ('Д')ﾉ Author: ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Maybe it's just her eyes playing games with her. He bowed his head slightly, "I am Hermes, the third son of king Median, the king of the werewolves." he introduced. Rielle opened her eyes and looked at him. She stared at him for a while with a blank look before she bursted out, laughing hard. "Are you kidding me? That is exactly the name of my book character and what do you mean by werewolves? Stop joking with me." she laughed but he retained a serious face. "Werewolves my foot." she added.

At first I was shocked but soon enough I couldn't help myself and reciprocated the kiss. " I don't know okay. I just know I'm drawn to you as much as I'm drawn to Leon and Layla. It is also in a legend written by my ancestors. ( There will come a queen to rule the three realms, she'll be mated to three, a witch,a vampire, a werewolve, together they'll bring piece and unity but not before chaos.)Also I can read thoughts."

I turned on my heel and stormed out of the room, my legs moving faster than my heart could keep up. Each step down the hallway felt like running from a fire I had accidentally lit. My pulse pounded in my throat. I didn’t even know where I was going—I just needed distance. From his scent. His stare. His smile. But the moment I entered our bedroom and slammed the door shut behInd me, a new kind of tension wrapped around me like a noose. He was there. Matteo. Standing beside the dresser with hIs sleeves rolled up and a half-buttoned shirt clinging to his frame. His arms crossed. His brow raised.

He had rushed toward me, only for the guards to intercept and pin him to the floor. “Mia, please give me one more chance. I know you’re only doing this to punish me. I still love you, Mia. I always have,” Rowan pleaded, with tears streaming down his face. “Love? If you loved me, would Evelyn be carrying your pup? Why did the incense you burned contain wolfsbane then? And why did you use tonics to secretly delay my recovery?” I let out a bitter laugh. “Rowan, it seems like the one you truly love is yourself! You want my royal status as the princess, but you also crave Evelyn’s seductive charm. You’re nothing but a selfish, hypocritical liar!”